Seven-colored smoke clouds rolled up in the ring, and the seven clusters of dazzling color yuan power instantly exploded into an incomparably powerful shock wave that stretched out from the ring, and Shui Qinglan, Liu Cheng, Huang Fuming and others, who were close to the ring, naturally inevitably suffered from the unwarranted disaster. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Liu Cheng removed the protection of Yuan Li, and he didn't care about tidying up his messy clothes, but directly cast his eyes on the tumbling seven-colored smoke cloud, his eyes were full of loneliness, and he muttered: "This... This is their true strength!"

Shui Qinglan's beautiful eyes stared at the ring, her pretty face seemed calm, and her inadvertently tightly clenched hands directly betrayed the tension in her heart. At this moment, Huang Fu Ming's resolute face beside Shui Qinglan was full of rich solemnity, his eyes stared at the smoke cloud in the ring without blinking, and he seemed to be more concerned about the victory and defeat of this earth-shattering battle.

Finally, the seven-colored smoke clouds slowly rose higher and higher, and slowly dispersed, quietly revealing the white marble ground of the ring.

After a few breaths, everyone finally saw the situation in the ring, and a series of exclamations erupted in the square.

"I didn't expect that person to stay in the ring under this kind of meta-explosion, what a freak!"

"It turned out to be the monk of the Lost Immortal Sect who had the last laugh!"

"Where's that black humanoid monster?" asked the monk.

......

For a while, the eyes of all the monks in the audience stayed on the ordinary gray figure in the ring, and they were talking about it.

"It's him!" Xu Liang looked at the trembling gray figure in the ring, his eyes first showed deep surprise, and then he said to himself.

Not far away, under another ring, a blue figure was standing, this man was looking at the place where the smoke cloud rose with his mouth wide open, his expression was stunned, and then his face showed ecstasy.

Lan Feng failed in the ring, and watched the battle under the ring early, depressed at the same time, of course, he didn't forget to take a few glances at the ring where Han Zhonglin was, but he never saw Han Zhonglin's shadow, so he expected that the "dragon scale" brother was eliminated early like him. The loud noise just now really scared away his three souls and seven spirits, and in addition to being horrified, he wanted to see that it was the master who made such a big movement, it didn't matter if he didn't look at it, he was really shocked when he saw it.

"Ahem..."

Han Zhonglin's chest rose and fell violently, he only felt that all his five organs were displaced at the moment, and the blood and qi in his whole body were surging, and after a violent cough and wheezing, he finally exhaled some fresh breath, and the chest cavity gradually slowed down. Looking up at the empty ring, Han Zhonglin's solemn expression was relieved.

"What kind of spell did Huang Tianxing cast just now, so powerful!"

Recalling the black humanoid monster that suddenly slammed on the Heavenly Maiden Scattered Flowers just now, Han Zhonglin couldn't help but feel a little trembling in his heart, fortunately, the Heavenly Maiden Scattered Flowers Yuan Explosion Technique he performed was not an ordinary technique, otherwise the final success or failure would be another matter.

The blood and qi slowly calmed down, and as soon as Han Zhonglin tidied up his messy clothes, he noticed that several sharp eyes swept from all directions, but it fell silent again for a moment, and the corners of Han Zhonglin's mouth showed a trace of helplessness, the last blow between him and Huang Tianxing just now was too big, and it was difficult to keep others from paying attention.

Flying and jumping out of the ring, Han Zhonglin walked in front of Huangfu Ming, Liu Cheng and other monks of various sects, feeling the complicated and different eyes of everyone, Han Zhonglin directly chose to ignore it, still plain and calm. The eyes of everyone looking at Han Zhonglin were extremely complicated, and everyone's stiff expressions loosened slightly.

"Long Daoyou's strength is really beyond our reach!" Liu Cheng glanced at a few wooden faces beside him, stepped forward slightly, and tried to squeeze out a few smiles.

As soon as Han Zhonglin stood still, he caught a glimpse of a yellow figure walking out of the corner of the ring from the corner of his eye, Han Zhonglin slowly turned his head to look, and his heart couldn't help but "chuckle", and his eyes almost didn't pop out. Huang Fuming and the others followed Han Zhonglin's gaze, and they were all stunned in place, and everyone found that this figure was neatly dressed, and even the hair was not messy in the slightest, who was not Huang Tianxing?

Huang Tianxing walked towards Han Zhonglin and the others with an expressionless face, where could he find the slightest trace of being bombarded by the terrifying seven-color yuan in the ring?

Han Zhonglin's mind was numb for a while, and he couldn't help but have a thought: "Is this still human?"

Huangfu Ming on the side was the first to come back to his senses, then glanced at Han Zhonglin with suspicious eyes, and then stopped his gaze on the intact yellow figure, and his brows furrowed greatly.

"Huang Daoyou, you.. How do you feel?" asked Shui Qinglanqiao with a smile on her face.

Huang Tianxing tightened his expression, staring at Shui Qinglan with a puzzled expression, smiled abruptly, and then half-jokingly: "It's really an honor to let Shui Dao friends think about it so much!"

Shui Qinglan looked stunned at first, then "poof", and couldn't help but giggle, and the strange atmosphere between the monks just now was also quietly hidden with the sweet laughter.

Seeing that Huang Tianxing's joke alleviated the originally embarrassing atmosphere, Xu Liang glanced at Han Zhonglin who was stunned out of the corner of his eyes, his face became extremely complicated, and a deep hatred flashed in his eyes.

Han Zhonglin came back to his senses and found that Huang Tianxing's gaze always swept over him intentionally or unintentionally, and he could clearly feel a provocative color, obviously Huang Tianxing was a little unwilling to fight the fierce battle just now, thinking of this, Han Zhonglin let Huang Tianxing secretly exert his eyesight and ignore it.

A group of ten people, after a fierce scramble, finally fell into the hands of Han Zhonglin unexpectedly, and the other rings gradually ended the battle. Han Zhonglin raised his eyes and looked at the other rings, and found that the ring to which Lan Feng belonged finally won was a man with a sword on the back of the Seven Star Sword Sect, this monk's face was indifferent, his two thick one-line eyebrows were even more cold, and the aura on his body was as unfathomable as a boundless cold abyss.

Looking towards the other ring, Han Zhonglin found that the person who won was wearing a silver robe, and two whitewashed sword eyebrows were obliquely inserted into his temples, invisibly exuding an aura of a superior person, which made people dare not look at it directly.

"The name of the person, the shadow of the tree!" Han Zhonglin looked at Lei Jin with a slight smile on his face. Lei Jin seemed to be aware of Han Zhonglin's gaze, turned his head in the direction of Han Zhonglin and paused slightly, but then withdrew his gaze, and the grim look on his face was still the same.

Han Zhonglin looked at the other four final winners in the ring, one of them was a woman in white, with a green veil on her face, who was the holy woman of the Flowerless Holy Land, and the other three were a brown-clothed man from the Shenxing Sect, a purple-clothed young man with a slightly immature face from the Five Elements Sect, and a black-clothed man from the Zhenyuan Sect, and the aura exuded by these four monks was not weaker than him.

After sweeping the whole audience, Han Zhonglin found that Jin Li was standing under the ring and was depressed, and the winner in the ring was the masked woman, so he couldn't help but be surprised:

"The Holy Maiden of the Flowerless Holy Land actually compared Jin Li, and her strength can be seen!"

The seven winning monks on the field were all the focus of attention on the field, and at this time, there were a few light coughs from the high platform, and everyone saw the phantom ion walk to the side of the high platform, looked at all the monks on the field with a smile, and said loudly: "Okay, now that the conference has decided the best seven disciples, it is time to distribute the rewards!"

As he spoke, he pinched the magic trick in his hand a few times, and then heard a sound of "click...", and the seven high platforms slowly sank, and the entire square returned to its original appearance.

"Uhh

The phantom ion showed the magic of the sleeve, and the seven items appeared in the sight of all the monks on the field, most of the monks showed regret, for these monks, any of these seven pieces is a rare thing, the Zhuji Dan, the best magic weapon which is worth three or four hundred thousand lower grade spirit stones, even if it can't improve the combat power, it is also a lot of wealth.

"The value of these seven items does not need to be stated, but if you want to get the items you like, it depends on your personal ability. Phantom Ion finished with a smile, and then said, "I didn't say that each person could only get one of them, hehe..."

"Shhhhh

When the monks in the audience heard this, they instantly understood the meaning of the phantom ions, and they couldn't help but gasp, except for Han Zhonglin and the other seven people, the rest of the monks all blushed, shook their heads and reluctantly retreated to the periphery of the square, leaving a large blank area in the middle.

Han Zhonglin and the other seven monks each glanced at each other, and their eyes burst out with a strong battle intent, although they all won the ring before, but now this battle will be more intense, and it is still a melee, every monk is a potential opponent, if you can grab one or more rewards in the melee, needless to say, you will gain a lot of money, and at the same time, it will also win glory for the sect, and the reward for returning to the sect is also indispensable. But if one is accidentally attacked by someone, not to mention that the items are not fished, it will also discredit the sect, so that the seven people are forced into a dilemma, and all they have to do is to go all out, otherwise they will not be able to eat and walk around.

The seven people on the field were all holding back their strength and preparing to burst out with the strongest combat power, and at the same time they were vigilant against the rest of the monks of the sects, and the rest of the monks on the field were also not idle, and they were all secretly cheering for the seed monks of their own sects, after all, the seven people on the field all represented various sects, if a reward was not earned, this ten sects conference was in vain, and they threw their face on the ten sect conferences, and all kinds of criticism were indispensable when they returned to the sect, which was certainly not the result they wanted.

Han Zhonglin glanced at the other six monks, and finally set his eyes on Lei Jin, but as a fellow monk, Lei Jin ignored Han Zhonglin's gaze and did not have the slightest intention of joining forces, Han Zhonglin's face couldn't help but sink. "In that case, let's just play big!" Han Zhonglin's heart moved, and he immediately decided.

For Lei Jin's move, the other five monks all saw it, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in their hearts at the moment, secretly glad that they were most worried that the scene of the two joining forces of the Lost Immortal Sect might not appear.

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